Потерянный континент: история Атлантиды
18. Storm Of The Sacred Mountain
Soifbychancewedonotmeetagaintillwestandupyonderbehindthestars,givingaccounttotheGods,fareyouwell,Deucalion.”
Isleptthatdayasasoldiersleeps,takingfullrestoutofthehours,andlettingnoharassingthoughtdisturbme.Itisonlytheweakwhopermittheirsleeptobebrokenontheseoccasions.Andwhenthedarkwaswellset,Irousedandfetchedthosewhoshouldattendtotherope.OurLadytheMoondidnotshineatthatturnofthemonth:andtheairwasfullofagreatblackness.SoIwasoutofsightallthewhiletheyloweredme.
Ireachedthetumbledrocksthatlayatthedeepfootofthecliff,andthencommencedtouseanicecaution,becausePhorenice’ssoldierssquatteduneasilyroundtheircamp-fires,asthoughtheyhadforebodingsofthecomingevil.Ihadnomindtofurtherstirtheirwakefulness.SoIcreptswiftlyalonginthedarkestoftheshadows,andatlastcametothespotwherethatpassageendswhichbeforeIhadusedtogetbeneaththewallsofthecity.
Thelampwasinplace,andImademywayalongthewindingsswiftly.Theair,soitseemedtome,wasevenmorenoxiouswithvapoursthanithadbeenwhenIwasdowntherebefore,andIjudgedthatZaemonhadalreadybeguntostirthoseinternalactivitieswhichwereshortlytoconvulsethecity.ButagainIhaddifficultyinfindinganexit,andthis,notbecausetherewerepeoplemovingaboutattheplaceswhereIhadtocomeout,butbecausethesetofthemasonrywasentirelychanged.
